Where Love is Never Felt
Yelling, screaming, shouting down the hall never quit never silent vibrations echoing off bare walls amplifying the hurt deepening the cut. Voices never soft never caring always screaming always with malicious intent, gleaming glances, harsh stares always boring holes leaving scars. As the rip apart the costume i hide behind leaving me torn on the floor exposing my innocence, my love, my heart, attacking them directly savagely, blood spattered along the floor dripping from their animalistic claws and teeth hurrying off with another piece of me to chew on later I stand stumbling covering my ears against the laughs stinging like needles as they see me wounded see me cry, I stumble into my room collapsing on the bed only to curl under a blanket crowded by pillows trying to feel comfort as I cry myself to sleep for sweet sleep is the only portal the on;y escape from my harsh reality into the world of dreams and fantasy where parents that care for me a warm "home to live in where no voice are raised no pictures are broken where i can see myself happy but then it starts to crack pieces start to tumble around me all the seems unraveling to revealing the night mare beneath the true life i live and i wake up screaming and crying again sitting up in bed huddled in the corner humming softly to myself until dawn peeks through the window and i start hardening myself for the day to come